That day, my father and I went shopping and didn't buy anything, but we met an unreasonable person, who scared me half to death. However, my father was not afraid at all, but reasoned with that man bit by bit. No matter how angry that man is, my father just won't argue with him. At last the man had nothing to say, so we left there. This is my generous, gentle and good-natured father.
Dad is tall and thin, giving people a kind feeling. Whenever I lose my temper with others, my father always coaxes me all day. He makes me feel that my father is the best father in the world!
Once, my parents and I went to the night market to play. It happened that my aunt's house was also in the night market, so we went to her house. Just as I was about to go upstairs, I remembered my agreement with my father and asked him to buy me a Barbie suit. Dad couldn't get around me, so he went shopping with me. My dad and I bought it for over an hour before we went back to menstruation's house. My mother said that my father spoiled me too much. Father just laughed and didn't talk.
I like my father!
The first volume of the third grade of primary school is the Spring Festival! I told my father that I would go back to my hometown in a few days. However, my father said that if it snows that day, I can't go. So, I don't think it should snow the night before. The next day, grandma woke me up, but I didn't want to get out of the warm bed. So grandma performed her magic. She said to me, "It's snowing! It's snowing, so I got up quickly, got dressed and ran to the window to have a look. I was relieved and said, "fortunately, it didn't snow!" "
At noon, my father and I got on my father's colleague's car. In the car, there is also a child named Yu Haoyang. He is in Grade Two of Foreign Language Experimental Primary School. We exchanged candy with each other first, then played games together and soon became good friends. Happy time always passes quickly, and I arrive at my hometown unconsciously. Grandma cooked a lot of delicious dishes waiting for us.
I finally learned to ride a bike. I am eight years old. There are many happy things in life. One thing that impressed me deeply is that I learned to ride a bike. It was a day last summer vacation, and it was very hot, as hot as a big stove. My mother decided to teach me to ride a bike, and I jumped for joy. At first, my mother held the car, but it still staggered and didn't listen to my command. It fell off without stepping on a few feet. I was like a deflated ball at that time. I said to my mother, "Mom, I don't want to learn. It's too difficult. " Mother smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged. Mom believes you can do it. Come on. " After listening to my mother's encouragement, I was full of confidence, and I rode again. In this way, I rode up again and again and fell down again and again. After two days of hard work, I finally learned. I'm so happy! I learned to ride a bike, and I also learned a truth: persistence is victory.
A green halo appeared on the willow tree near the middle of the lake. The spring rain continued, and intermittent raindrops floated across the lake. Ripples are opened layer by layer, and the occasional breeze blows through the hair tips, reflecting that something is touching on the lake. Fish scale waves push a wave, round, holding an umbrella, wandering in the familiar campus, feeling the dreamlike breath of early spring.
The magnolia downstairs in the apartment is in full bloom, fragrant and pleasant, coming on, fragrant, elegant and noble, competing to show off, with thousands of gestures. At that time, the basketball court, which had been quietly sleeping for a winter, regained its vitality and vitality. Watching table tennis cross an imperfect but nostalgic arc in the air, watching basketball leave a touch of joy and joy in the air, and watching badminton leap a youthful note in the air. ...
Outside the teaching building, red, pink, yellow and white ... all gathered together to congratulate Chunchun's return, and the excitement was beyond words. The grass also poked its head out and rushed to celebrate.
I think this may be what the ancients said, "spring scenery can't be kept in a garden."
Excellent composition describing characters. Who is she in the third grade? You see, she is neither tall nor short, thin and fair-skinned. Round head with a pair of croissants. Xiu Xiu's angry face has a pair of sparkling eyes under his light eyebrows. The flat mouth is like a duckling's mouth, and there are two rows of white and neat teeth in it. Wearing colorful children's clothes and a red scarf around her neck. She is my good friend-Wen.
Wen cares about me. I remember the first day of school, the sky was clear in Wan Li. Before the music class, we went downstairs to raise the flag. Let's just go upstairs and squeeze into a pile, squeeze and squeeze, ah! Oh, no! I fell and hurt my leg. I had to sit on the stairs and scream.
Just then, my good friend Wen appeared. She ran up to me and said kindly, "Are you all right?"
I said sadly, "I fell down the stairs and it really hurt!" " "
Wen Sunlin asked anxiously, "Do you still hurt?"
I cried and said, "Of course it hurts!"
After listening to my words, Wen Sun Linli reached out his hands and gently stroked my wound. With her help, I reluctantly stood up and said to her, "shall we go to the playground to raise the national flag?"
Wen Sunlin helped me limp to raise the flag. I gratefully said to Wen, "Wen, you are so kind to me." Thank you for your help today. Wen Sunlin said happily, "I'm glad you're all right. As friends, you should help each other, right? " I nodded happily. Wen Sunlin, you care so much about me. You are really my good friend! I hope we will be good friends forever, ok?
My deskmate Dong Kaixuan is really interesting. He has a flat head, big blinking eyes, a small flat nose, a closed mouth and a lock of black hair that sticks to his forehead when he smiles. I fell in love with him the first day I sat with him. (The object of narration is introduced at the beginning. Write the appearance of the characters and grasp the feature of "fun". The appearance description at the beginning is related to the three aspects of the "deskmate" character described below. When learning to write a composition, you should be careful not to write an appearance for the sake of writing an appearance. )
My deskmate is very competitive. (This paper uses the method of classified narration to write deskmate from three aspects. The first point in writing this paragraph: competitiveness. "Aggressiveness" is manifested in the description of the characters' demeanor. Write unhappy and jealous expressions first: pouting and glaring. ) I got 98 points in Chinese a few days ago. How is he? 97 points. He was very unhappy, pursed his lips and took my test paper, and looked at it carefully ... I was wondering, when he suddenly burst out laughing like discovering a new continent, blinked at me, ran to the squadron leader, dragged the squadron leader "please", clicked a word on the test paper with his hand, and gloated (write the expression of hoping to win the opponent again:) and said to the squadron leader: "Look," White jade is precious! The squadron leader looked at it carefully, pointed to Dong Kaixuan's head and said, "What are you yelling at? What's wrong? " Dong Kaixuan glared at the squadron leader, proudly took the paper and read: "White jade is precious" ... huh? The word' jade' was wrong just now. How is it now? "He kept his head straight, (finally he wrote the expression of defeat: keep his head straight and nod. Write a language that suits your identity, occasion, etc. , "Take a good test ... by your own efforts! "Can be deleted. ) Just now that joy suddenly disappeared without a trace. I saw his pathetic appearance and immediately took his hand and said, "Never mind, I will do better in the next exam. Do well in the exam, not by finding fault with others, but by your own efforts! " He looked at me and nodded firmly. ("Sincerely" and the comma in front should also be deleted accordingly. )
My deskmate is still a little confused-follow the trend. (Write the second point of this paragraph: confused. Writing "confusion" is also reflected in the expression description. First, write his self-admiring manner: swaggering, triumphant, holding his chest high, walking quickly and talking loudly. ) This morning, he put perfume on his face and oil on his hair, and swaggered into the classroom. Teacher Wang, who was standing on the edge of the platform, smelled the fragrance of him and called him over. Dong Kaixuan held out his chest, feeling beautiful, and walked proudly to the teacher. Teacher Wang deliberately asked him, "Dong Kaixuan, why do you smell so good?" Thinking that the teacher wanted to praise him, he raised his head more proudly and said loudly, "I put on some perfume and hair oil!" " The language of the characters, from tone, intonation to sentence patterns, is consistent with the description of the characters' demeanor, which embodies Dong Kaixuan's self-appreciation. The teacher looked at him, angry and funny, and said to him, "Dong Kaixuan, wearing perfume and hair oil is really not beautiful! Think about what beauty is, and we will discuss it together tomorrow. " Dong Kaixuan rubbed his nose like a kitten who had just woken up, and slipped to his seat to grab his hair. Write his embarrassed and ashamed expression again: rubbing his nose and scratching his hair. It seems that this can catch hair oil and perfume. Write the third point in the following three paragraphs: love to hit people and love to play. )
My deskmate likes hitting people. I've only been sitting with him for two weeks, and he hit me a dozen times. Teacher Wang found out and asked us seriously, "Dong Kaixuan, what will you do if you hit Grain Rain again?" Dong Kaixuan blinked and blurted out: "That's easy, just ask him to call me back three times!" That is to say, within three days, he made another old habit.
In the self-study class, he quickly finished his homework and had nothing to do. He studied Song Wu in the TV Song Wu, and "beat" my leg with his hand, which made me cry. He panicked and stuck out his tongue and said, "I'm sorry, my dear Grain Rain." Keep rubbing my legs. Seeing him like this, my anger subsided and I immediately said, "Never mind, never mind." A character's unshakable character is also expressed through expression. For example, he used "sticking out his tongue" to express his panic after knowing that he had made another mistake, and "stupid" to describe his willingness to correct his mistake. )
However, Dong Kaixuan was still very sorry and said foolishly: (The expression, language and actions after the apology all showed Dong Kaixuan's straightforward character of correcting mistakes. ) "Call me back!" I'm not playing! When I wasn't looking, he suddenly grabbed my hand and hit himself in the leg with my hand. The language and actions of the characters are in line with the content of the dialogue between Mr. Wang and "we", so it is reasonable to write down the process of "coming back" in detail. ) "ouch!" He let out a cry and immediately laughed. He probably thought he had punished himself. I can't help laughing at his stupid way of correcting his mistakes.
My deskmate Dong Kaixuan is naughty, cute and silly. He is so stupid that everyone will like him, really! On the basis of the above three aspects, summarize the personality characteristics of the characters and express their friendly feelings. )
There are many words of praise for Zhuge Liang. However, among many gorgeous words, "sober" is the simplest and most suitable for him. All his great achievements are attributed to his sobriety and the feather fan in his hand.
According to legend, when Kong Ming was young, he went to study in a Buddhist temple. I pass a small farmhouse every day. Gradually, Kong Ming became attached to the young women in the farmhouse for a long time, and no progress was made. The elders of the monastery saw Kong Ming's thoughts and gave him a crutch to burn the clothes that the woman put on the bed at noon. It turns out that that woman is a crane turning into a fairy. Without that dress, she is not a person. The monster's tail was pulled out in the struggle with Kong Ming, and he was beaten back to heaven by the leading crutch. After that, Kong Ming made the feather into a fan to remind himself to be "awake" at all times.
As a result, Zhu Gekongming shook his feather fan, kept his head clear, and created many amazing miracles, leaving many stories in that war-torn era, even a colorful but beautiful stroke in the historical sky.
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The embodiment of wisdom and the glorious soul of human nature
-my opinion on Zhuge Liang
Wu Mianwen, Class 5, Grade 3, Jimei Middle School
In the long history, Zhuge Liang's name is undoubtedly a bright star. He is often regarded as the embodiment of wisdom. But in the materials I have seen and read, I not only see his resourcefulness, but also see the shining brilliance in his humanity.
Many legendary stories tell the legendary talents of Zhuge Liang. However, when he was still living in seclusion, there were many disputes among people, and his name was not known to many people. It was Liu Bei, who was thirsty for talent at that time, who invited him out of the cottage and showed his talent to the world. His brilliant soul made him know how to repay a debt of gratitude, although Guan Yu and Zhang Fei had bad feelings for him, although sometimes Liu Bei refused to listen. But he continued to advise Liu Bei and help revive the Han Dynasty.
Baidicheng, where Liu Bei once again refused to listen to Zhuge Liang. Zhuge Liang could have pushed away the great event that Liu Bei gave him, but instead of doing so, he promised to support his late master in return for Liu Bei's kindness. However, the incompetence of the late Lord made all state affairs fall on him. Six out of Qishan, Zhuge Liang needs how much patience and mind! But the strength of the enemy, coupled with the secret obstruction of the palace, always made Zhuge Liang return in vain. But this day and night, he stayed up all night, leading to premature aging, and finally the stars fell to Wuyuan.
In my eyes, Zhuge Liang is not only a symbol of wisdom, but also a reflection of the glorious soul of human nature. His one-inch heat and a beam of light will always be praised by future generations.
On the Zhang Wu Plain, the autumn wind is bleak, and the dying Prime Minister of Shu still shakes his goose feather fan, but his eyes have lost their former heroic spirit and replaced them with a loss.
I'm afraid my life will soon die like a dead leaf in the autumn wind, right? He thought.
It's almost thirty years since my late master visited this villa. The war in the North and the war in the East ... So, everyone saw a Zhuge Liang who set fire to Cao Cao when he was young, a Zhuge Liang who made Sun Wu "lose his wife and lose his soldiers", and a Zhuge Liang who scared away 100,000 troops with an empty city and an guqin ... But what everyone couldn't see was a few strands of white hair of the prime minister of Shu.
He recalled the mode of "After Folding". When the words "do your best, die before you die" were written down, his heavy heart was suddenly put down. He knew very early that his end must be to die on the battlefield. In thirty years, he has exhausted his whole life's hard work and wisdom. These are for Shu Han and the world.
If he had to choose again, would he choose to hide and hide in the mountains? Will he choose to cross the mountains and rivers? I won't. He looked at another falling autumn leaf and thought silently. But his life is not enough, not enough! He also wants to set the middle school in the north. ...
The last autumn leaves fell, and the shouts of the soldiers came, but all they saw was the body of the world-famous book.
Do your best until you die. This is the last line that flashed in the legend's mind, and it is also a portrayal of his life.
Mr Zhuge Liang:
howdy
I have read Romance of the Three Kingdoms for a long time and admire your achievements. Write a letter here and talk about my opinion of you.
You are really a Wolong. In the second year of Jian 'an (197), you showed your outstanding military talents as soon as you came out of the mountain: burning new fields, burning red cliff, borrowing arrows from grass boats, and capturing Meng Huo seven times. It's a pity that you died first when you started your career. If you live a few more years, you may have to rewrite history.
You are familiar with astronomy and geography and are good at using troops. Borrowing an arrow from a straw boat, I said a word to Lu Su: "I don't know astronomy, geography, strange yin and yang, and military intelligence. I am a mediocrity." It has been decided that there will be heavy fog before dawn today, so I dare to limit it to three days. Gong Jing taught me that a craftsman should not abandon his materials after ten days' work, and he understood that this crime of romance would kill me. My life depends on the sky, how can Gong Jing hurt me! Later generations will have an evaluation of you, "The Three Kingdoms, divided, have been bound by his greatness, and the Eight Faces Castle is built on his fame."
Although I think you are great, I still think you have made some mistakes. I don't think you should cut Masu. Masu is your intellectual successor after Jiang Wei. If we don't chop Ma Su and Jiang Wei, we can win battles thousands of miles away. If Jingzhou and Guan Yu were not defeated, Zhuge Liang almost succeeded! However, times have changed and strategic thinking should be adjusted. I think Zhuge Liang's greatest failure is not the battle of street kiosks, but that he still indulged in the dream of setting the Central Plains in the north and restoring the Han Dynasty after Liu Bei's death, and even broke away from Longzhong's thinking, becoming obstinate and militaristic, knowing that he could not do it. At this point, he can't treat regime change with a normal heart like Lu Su and Sima Yi.
From my point of view, I hope you can accept it.
My cousin's name is Gan Jianing. She is not beautiful, with a big round head and slightly high eyes, but her grades are the first in her sophomore year! I'm going to apply for an exam at a German school in Shanghai this week.
Sister Jianing lives in our house during the winter vacation, which is convenient for her to go to German school. However, when Sister Jianing meets words or sentences that she can't understand, she can't speak German. Just when we were in a hurry, I found Sister Jianing struggling to read. I know Sister Jianing is never in a hurry. She will try her best to do it, and this time is no exception. I guess if she can't spell it, she will go to the bookstore to buy a German dictionary and call her teachers and classmates. In short, she will try her best. In order to have a few sentences that she can't understand, she listens more carefully than anyone else in class and doesn't miss a bit.
Sister Jianing has the habit of "not writing or reading". As long as you open her book, you can see a lot of words, and some places are full of words. If you count word by word, maybe the whole book has more handwritten words than there are already! I asked inexplicably, "Are there so many words to write?" "Of course!" My sister proudly said, "Not only here, but also many drafts." As soon as I saw it, really, the manuscript was full of German and Chinese characters. My sister went on to say, "Every word should know its meaning in the sentence. If there is any other meaning, write it down and remember its phonetic symbols. Of course not every word! However, this is good for learning, and I am willing to do anything that is good for learning. " With that, she wrote in the book. Her teacher has a lot of homework, which is five or six times as much as our usual homework. My sister is very honest and never does the same thing. Problems that she doesn't understand should be solved at once. Therefore, she goes to bed late every day. When I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, the light in the living room was still on.
Mom's hand
In the world of hands, there are industrious hands, lazy hands, rich hands and dexterous hands. However, I wrote about my mother's hardworking hands. Her hands are not that big. Long-term labor has made the cocoon skin climb on her fingers, and a layer of light black skin has grown on the back of her hand.
When the cock crows three times, mother's hands have already started to work: busy making breakfast. Near noon, her hands began to work again: busy cooking lunch. In the afternoon, her hands began to work again: busy cooking dinner. At night, when the moon is high, my mother's hands are working again: busy washing clothes. In short, my mother's hands have been working.
Mother's hands are hardworking and full of maternal love. I remember a cold winter afternoon. I am doing my homework and my mother is doing needlework.
It was late at night, and the weather became colder. My hands are shaking, I dare not write, for fear that I can't do my homework well. At this time, my mother came up to me and said with concern, "Is it cold?" I gently clamped my hand in hers. Suddenly, I felt extremely warm. With her encouragement, I finally finished my homework seriously.
I remember another morning in the middle of winter, and it was very cold. In order to keep out the cold, my friends and I went skating by the river. I accidentally fell into the lime pit. I tried to lift my feet, but my boots were stuffed with lime. "I can't wear it." I resolutely took off my boots and prepared to let my mother wash them for me. Another thought: My mother will criticize me. Finally, I came up with a way to kill two birds with one stone. I hid my boots under the door until it was warm. The next day, the weather was a little warmer, so I went to wash my boots. But there are no traces of boots under the door. I was so anxious that I almost cried. After a while, I calmed down and went to look elsewhere. No sooner had I found the back door than I heard the familiar sound of "wooshing, wooshing, wooshing". Isn't that the sound of mom's hands working? I followed the sound. In the yard, I found my mother who was washing my boots. Her hand was red with cold and cracked several times. Although it was very cold, there were still a few glittering and translucent beads of sweat slipping from my mother's cheek. I walked up to her, grabbed the brush for brushing my boots and said, "Mom, I'll wash it." Mother said with concern, "Zhen Zhen, I'll wash it." I never promised, but she has taken her boots and brushes. Finally, mother washed it. After washing, she carefully dried her boots. Tears blurred my eyes when I put them back on.
Perhaps at the intersection of everyone in Qian Fan, there will be countless colorful sails and shadows floating by, which will always make our hearts move with the endless running water, let our eyes walk with the boundless beauty, and at the same time let our thoughts be baptized by the wind and rain invisibly.
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On the vast Gobi desert, a series of trains sped by on the endless tracks. Even if the air-conditioned car exudes coolness, it can't hide my happy and excited mood. Xi 'an, a famous historical and cultural city, has long been longed for. At this time, the conductor began their warm service-providing free mineral water with ice for passengers. A pair of hands without exception into the car. Only the old people behind them. Say that finish, then enthusiastically handed a cup. "This-,"he seems to want to refuse, and accepted with confidence. "Miss, can I buy this cup?" Suddenly, everyone in the carriage looked back at the man. There is a strange question mark in their eyes. I studied it for a while and saw him wearing an ordinary summer dress. His eyes are so serious but urgent. "He's not mentally ill, is he?" I want to know. "What's wrong with this man?" "Will he be insane?" ..... All kinds of comments and taunts poured in. "I-I am a carrier of hepatitis B, and I don't want to infect others." He is so upset and depressed. People were taken aback at once, and their eyes also showed some approval.
Looking back at the old man, he became much calmer. I suddenly found that it is so warm and peaceful for people to visually fill the color of cars. Maybe it's because of his unpretentious voice! Maybe the color in people's eyes can change the facts instantly, but I think that the eyes with the color of love will radiate thousands of golden lights whenever and wherever. Who calls the eyes of love like a warm spring breeze to drive away the cold wind? The eyes of love are clear springs, nourishing the broken heart; And the eyes of love are the navigation marks in the vast sea of people, leading a new direction for our spiritual road.
Perhaps making our eyes full of love will make us feel that every experience is a spiritual walk and an eye trip. Although there are tears on the bumpy road, it shows the drops and glory of love. After all, eyes are water, so love is flowing and the color is clear. If the eyes are fire, then love is burning and the color is fiery red. I believe that as long as we have a pair of eyes full of love, the silence of the earth will also show a wide range, the silence of the ocean will also give birth to life, and the silence of the eyes will make the world full of love.
The third grade students in primary school describe beautiful Fujian in a complete composition. It's another exam day in a blink of an eye.
On May 4th, the mid-term exam.
Recently, I am very tired. Almost crazy review always makes my heart ache.
I am not an excitable person, and I never do anything I am not sure about.
I know exactly what I want.
It's not false flattery, it's not gorgeous rhetoric, and it's not showing off.
I don't care, I don't care about the gossip, I don't care about the harsh words, I don't care.
In my heart, there is only that beautiful dream and that beautiful ideal from beginning to end.
In other words, you can confidently stand on the sidelines and look down at the world with you.
You are too good and too far away, which makes me feel ashamed.
Therefore, we will do our best at all costs.
Just for you.
You know, it's really hard, really hard.
The gap between us is outrageous. Do you know that we are too far away!
How many times, when I can't persist, I will present your smiling face in my mind. Even if it is too vague, it can become a ray of sunshine in my heart, illuminating my whole dark and powerless starry sky.
When I was in grade three, I felt that writing in my spare time was a pleasure, because I was too lonely and confused, and I always wanted to find something to replace it. Facts have proved that the perfect composition in the examination room is not perfect and must not be perfect. But it has the most brilliant place, in layman's terms, it is the bright spot.
First, a perfect composition may have gorgeous and aesthetic language. I read an article "Someone blows the moon into the middle of the night", and there are a few words that are quite touching. "I can't see the endless sky in summer and turn it into a blue path that seems within reach. I can't hear the cold ivy whispering on the old wall. I reached out to grab something, but the palm of my hand was only the color of the water that filed in from the window. " This passage gives the scenery a unique posture and style through personification rhetoric, and the language is fluent, which makes people do it in one go. "I stood outside the crowd and watched him quietly. After thousands of years of sunshine and ups and downs, I looked for a * * * sound that would only appear in my dreams." I also conveyed my feelings and thoughts through a character, connected the past and the present through crossing, and read a sense of history. In fact, language also pays attention to collocation, such as adjectives and nouns. But when writing, we should pay attention to the overall consciousness of the article, rather than deliberately showing off the style of writing. Read it carefully and say in one sentence, "This is a dream of Song Like, like a dream, like crying, like flowers, like the wind, like rain, like andante, like Shaanxi opera."
Not sure. . There are 25 points and 30 points.
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